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Come hither, come hither to me under the canopy Pull the sheets up high; another milky sky There are oranges and bananas and coffee with cream Try to be patient now while your brother tells his dream I remember a storm and a picnic by the lake I remember the mess a little anger can make I eat my breakfast like the food at a wake Like a little lamb Put me in the car and take me to my bed There's a train in my blood and it's ringing in my head In a bedroom so dark, a friend is a'nappin' In the hallway there's a bark, and a cane is a'tappin' On the floorboards Carriage lamps flicker past the docks and the crooked mast And the palsied and the plagued in the streets of the ash They were children, they were singing all their sailor's carols Now the hard luck faces 'round the fire So put me in my car and take me to my bed There's a train in my bloodstream and it's ringin' in my head It's the sun through the slats that keeps us coming back And the morning is an overripe melancholy dog by the fireplace Letras de cancionesA cradle, a cradle A kiss and a fable The den mothers hover all around you The belle of the ball The wine's turned to gall From Letras Mania